Conflict is the microscope of a book. When it's trained on a character, you see what's underneath the narratives of physical description. You see whether someone is strong or weak, principled or apathetic, heroic or villainous." (J.R. on writing the… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
I am very comfortable with conflict, be it of the legal or mortal kind. My father was a mediator, a bridge maker. I am a grave maker. — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“If you’ve bullshitted me, angel, I’m going to kill you.” The other male rolled his eyes. “I’m already dead, idiot.” — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
You're getting into some kind of shape, cop." Aw, come on, now." Butch grinned. "Don't let that shower we took go to your head."… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God's sake, stop sending him signals that they… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Knock her dead, my man." "Oh no." Xcor shook his head."That shan't be necessary. This one I like.” — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“I’m not strong enough for this,” he whispered in her ear—like he didn’t want anyone to hear that coming out of his mouth. Ever.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Fucking hell. "Did you guys plan that out?" "Yeah, and if you don't fight us"--Hollywood bit down on his grape Tootsie-Pop--"we'll do it again--only… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Why ever are you here?“ she whispered, putting her hands to his face. “Because I love you.” In so many ways, that explained nothing… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“As his ears rang and his heart broke for her, he stayed strong against the gale force she let loose. After all, there was… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Layla brought her arms around herself, no doubt because she was remembering the feel of another, stronger set. "I have wanted to, but he… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Rehvenge, I’m talking to you more than I speak with my mahmen.” “I thought your mother was dead.” “She is.” “You have a very… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and… “I love you,” he said into the spray of the shower. “I…… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
